"Boss, isn't this a blessing from the God of Wealth? This is the most treasure we've ever obtained in our lives."
The Fatty's mouth split into a grin as he looked at the dazzling array of items on the ground.
Zhang Tian also felt a sense of emotion. The spoils from this expedition were even greater than those from Huang Shuliang and the yellow-skinned weasel last time.
"This is all thanks to everyone's contributions. Without the help of each and every one of you, we wouldn't have achieved what we have today."
"Old Hu, you are our eyes. Miss Yang, the translator. Qilin, number one in combat power. Wang Fei, and so on. Everyone is an indispensable part of this team."
Zhang Tian said with a serious expression.
When Zhang Tian spoke of himself, everyone else had a look of ashamed smiles on their faces.
Zhang Qilin was fine, just shaking his head slightly without much expression.
"Boss, Fatty, what about Fatty?"
Fatty pointed to himself, looking eager. He really wanted to hear the boss's praise.
"You, you're the atmosphere regulator, and the tank. Although, this tank isn't mature yet."
"Hahaha."
A burst of hearty laughter erupted from the surroundings after Zhang Tian finished speaking.
Zhang Tian smiled and looked down at the items.
From the King of Loulan, they obtained the materials for refining the Sand Stone Pill.
Combined with the previous batch, they now had two portions.
Zhang Tian unhesitatingly gave these materials to Zhang Qilin.
Next was the large furnace.
As for the furnace, Fatty wanted to craft weapons, and Zhang Tian took the opportunity to give Fatty both the blacksmith's body-refining and weapon-crafting techniques.
It could be said that Fatty was truly favored by luck on this trip. He could use many of these items, and what was even more outrageous was that others didn't need them.
Then came the Sand Essence Pills. These were medicinal pills for the king's cultivation. There were two bottles in total, containing ten pills, which meant two pills per person.
"Fatty, the boss specifically looked out for you this time. You're getting so many things, and even two separate cultivation techniques. You can't let the boss down."
Hu Bayi said from the side.
Fatty patted his chest with a serious expression.
"Don't worry, Old Hu. If I disappoint anyone, it won't be the boss."
Fatty said earnestly.
Hu Bayi nodded. Fatty, meanwhile, was touching the large furnace, having already decided to become a useful person.
Perhaps then he could find some cultivation items for Yaoyao.
Zhang Tian then looked at the other items.
"This is the eye that was transmitted into the illusory space when we entered the Queen's tomb."
"There's a smaller eye inside this. It seems like it can be installed on this staff. None of us know how to use it, so we'll just put it in the illusory space for now."
"And this Star Iron. Fatty, when you're almost done with your weapon crafting, melt this down and forge five sets of armor."
Zhang Tian said, looking at the Star Iron used to pad the coffins.
This piece of Star Iron was two meters long and half a meter thick.
It was more than enough to forge five sets of armor.
One could imagine.
Zhang Qilin, Zhang Tian, and the others wearing armor and going to rob graves abroad, no, to excavate tombs.
The scene, tsk tsk tsk, was simply incredible.
The tomb's owner would probably have to respectfully invite them in.
"Don't worry, boss. This is on Fatty's shoulders. I'll go into seclusion once we're back. I'm serious this time."
Fatty said with great earnestness.
It was rare to see him so serious.
It must have been Wang Fei who inspired him.
Indeed, men with families were different.
Zhang Tian nodded, then his gaze shifted elsewhere.
"There are eight jade pendants here."
"I've taken a look. One is a jade pendant for spear techniques, likely the Spear Sand Art that Princess Loulan cultivated. I use a sword, so it's useless to me."
"Qilin uses a saber. Who among you wants to wield a spear?"
Zhang Tian looked at the two in front of him.
Fatty was focused on body refinement and had the Broken Sword, so only Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were left.
Shirley Yang using a spear felt a bit out of place at first for Zhang Tian.
However, Shirley Yang's personality was quite suited for wielding a spear.
"Brother Zhang, I'll take it. I also want to have the ability to protect myself."
Shirley Yang spoke up. Zhang Tian nodded, then handed the spear technique to Shirley Yang, along with an internal energy cultivation technique.
This way, Shirley Yang would also grow.
There were still six jade pendants remaining.
"Ancient Sword Art!"
"Black Saber Art."
"Sand Bow Art."
"..."
Zhang Tian then looked at the remaining six.
There was a saber technique and a sword technique, which was perfect. Zhang Tian and Zhang Qilin each took one.
The rest were somewhat miscellaneous cultivation techniques.
Some were for body refinement, and others for internal energy cultivation.
They all seemed good.
Zhang Tian eventually took another internal energy cultivation technique that was better than the Turtle Breathing Art.
Hu Bayi took a bow technique and a fist technique.
Now, Hu Bayi could be considered an all-rounder.
With his lightness skill, fist techniques, and leg techniques, Hu Bayi was not inferior to anyone.
Next were some weapons.
Zhang Tian didn't have the heart to bury Princess Loulan's spear with her.
After all, Zhang Tian could use this thing. Zhang Tian wasn't a fool. Princess Loulan had already reincarnated, so it would be foolish of him to dutifully bury her spear with her.
That would be idiotic.
"Miss Yang, this spear is for you."
"There's nothing else of significance. If you need the spiritual water, ask me. Or, after we get back, everyone can take a few barrels first. Fatty, hurry up and learn to use the Star Iron."
After Zhang Tian finished speaking, everyone nodded and got up.
"Phew, we're finally going home."
Fatty stretched lazily.
Everyone mounted their camels again, and the group appeared exceptionally cheerful.
On the camel's back, Zhang Tian recalled the divination he had done before they left: Kang Jin Long, Gui Jin Yang, Xin Yue Hu, and so on.
Most of them had come true.
For the things he couldn't ascertain at the time, Zhang Tian guessed they had also been fulfilled inadvertently.
"Phew, just as Master said, in the end, it was just a scare."
Zhang Tian took a deep breath. Fortunately, everyone had survived.
"Holy crap, boss, my back is so itchy."
"Mine too."
Hu Bayi also chimed in.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
They looked at the backs of the two.
On the necks of Fatty and Hu Bayi, a ghost eye imprint had appeared.
"Fatty, you've been cursed."
Zhang Tian said calmly.
Shirley Yang also looked on with concern.
"Curses again? Fatty is convinced. Will this affect Fatty's life?"
"Not for now."
Zhang Tian replied.
"If not, then it's fine. We've been cursed before."
Fatty waved his hand carelessly.
Hu Bayi was also unconcerned.
Shirley Yang was stunned. The curse she took so seriously was treated like child's play by them.
This was a major blow to Shirley Yang.
"By the way, Second Brother, do you have anything on you?"
Fatty chuckled slyly.
"Heh heh, Second Brother, don't be shy. Let Fatty check for you."
Fatty said, reaching out to look.
Seeing this, Zhang Qilin waved his hand, and internal energy flowed out, sending Fatty flying backward.
Zhang Qilin then voluntarily exposed his neck. It was smooth and fair, with nothing on it.
"Damn it, unfair! You worthless snake god, you don't dare curse Second Brother, what kind of ability is it to curse us? If you have the guts, curse my Second Brother!"
Fatty, who had climbed up from the sand, cursed loudly.
"Alright, let's keep moving."
Zhang Tian glanced at Fatty. The figures of the group gradually disappeared beside the ruins of Loulan.